Unexpected Surprise
When I agreed to accompany my friend
to the Sea of Cortez I did have one condition:
we return via the Copper Canyon Railroad instead of flying home. We flew
from LaPaz across the Sea of Cortez to Los Mochias, Mexico. Some literature we
had picked up told us Los Mochias is a melting pot for Indian, Mexican,
Chinese, Japanese, and Americans. A prosperous agricultural area, 40% of the
population is involved in farming. Two million tons of sugar is processed here from
sugar cane each year. The area is the number one producer of wheat and rice in
Mexico.
I had made all the return trip arrangements
through an allegedly reputable travel company in San Antonio. We picked up a
cab outside the airport for the two and half-hour drive to El Fuerte.
When we checked in at the El Fuerte Lodge where we had
vouchers we learned the fellow in San
Antonio has not paid any of our bills and our vouchers all along the way were void.
Shocked I responded,
“You’re kidding, right?”
“No, I’m
afraid not. That fellow is a crook. He has changed the name of his company
several times and is well known in these parts. You’re not the first to be
taken. I can get you a hotel room here. That is no problem, and I can secure train
tickets for tomorrow. Give me the rest of your vouchers and I’ll send faxes to
the hotels ahead to make sure you’ll have a room, but you’ll have to pay each
time you check in.”
Well,
there’s a first time for everything. The fellow in El Fuerte happened to be an
American who had lived there for a couple of decades so language was no
problem. He was super nice and most accommodating to a couple of little old
ladies—well not really little or old. He accepted a check for the hotel, meals
and train tickets.
The hotel
was lovely and the city is a picturesque old colonial one. It was a holiday of
some sort so we watched a parade and some street performers and dancers before
heading off on a short hike up to the old fort.
The city was established as a fort in
the late 1500’s to protect the colonists from native North American attacks.
Lake Miguel del Hidalgo is a man-made lake 15 ½
X 6 miles. The dam, built in 1956, was expanded in 1963. The lake holds
350 million cubic meters of water and houses a hydroelectric plant which
generates 270 million kilowatts of electricity a year. The view from the old
fort showed us the river and lake below. A slight breeze made the temperature
comfortable and pleasant as we looked down on the quaint city below.
The next day, after an early breakfast,
we walked to the train station to board the train at 7:30 AM. We were on our
way.
Next time the journey.